I had thoroughly intended to go home at a reasonable hour on Wednesday after sharing a pint or two with Timbo for his birthday. Next thing I know
aylas and
z0r_cloudlicker walk into the pub and that last pint turned into several jugs and much giggling ranting, made worse when joined even later by
nemokitty, Targs and Chef. Wednesday night pub missions are cursed, they always
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